May 04, 2007 20:56
Locked to the Order.
Padma and I have obtained some pyrewort. We are on the journey home.
With apologies, we will be late returning. We have encountered much traffic at the French port. The shipping is still being disrupted due to some weather. Magnetic storms at sea ? is not clear from the reports.
There are no airy planes, no fairies and no cat meringues. We are enquiring the train. All is chaos. There are hundreds of restless muggles here just waiting for this weather to blow over.
We just need to get far enough across the sea to be inside the anti-apparition barrier. As soon as we can move we will.
I had forgot how much I hate muggles.